Song Weiwei was busy with Song's mother's funeral, and on the third day, he and the rest of the people went to meet Jun Wuchen, a few horses shuttled through the bustling street market in Beijing, and from time to time there were children's cries.

Just out of the east gate of the market, there is a large bridge that looks very spectacular, the high hanging lights are like several constellations, the bridge deck is surrounded in a circle, and a lake below is pure water, Yu Xiu Qingling.

When approaching Shaomen Pass, because the road was cold because of the war, people occasionally walked in twos and threes, and there were gusts of fierce wind during the period. It's like a man with a broken leg living in an alley with no exit, no joy, no sorrow.

A few people from a distance saw the city tower from the side, there were many soldiers and generals, the sword light flashed in the middle position, the sword shadow was heavy, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, it seemed that there was no distinction between up and down, the two figures were mixed and crossed with white and ink, wonderful and abnormal, those two people were Yun Shuyang and Soul Jun.

At this time, Yun Shuyang's sword technique was cast, and the body changed from a slow and fast flying spark, moving downward, and it became more and more intense.

Song Weiwei and the four of them glanced at each other, seeing that the tip of Soul Jun's sword was about to wipe Yun Shuyang's neck, and said that it was too late, and Ma Baohua flicked her fingers, and the spiritual power gushing out of her fingertips instantly crisscrossed and staggered, and the waves of qi rolled, and Soul Jun on the war horse was directly shocked by the shock and vomited blood and flew out.

And Song Weiwei and the others on the side were suddenly shocked in their hearts, but they didn't expect Ma Baohua to have reservations about them before.

When the eyes of the soul Jun who was knocked off the horse came into contact with Ma Baohua, he couldn't help but be shocked, only to see her slightly round face, her complexion without fat and rouge, and her lips without vermilion, but she couldn't hide the heroine among women. But in Soul Jun's impression, that person was weak.

His eyes were dumbfounded, "Is it you, Jinniang, you're back"

Ma Baohua spent many years of pain and helplessness, and was suppressed for seven years with a wooden disguise, but now once she was touched, she took off that strong mask, and her weak heart was already vulnerable, she gently brushed her head.

Seeing her sad appearance, it simply smashed Huang Youcheng's heart of pity, and he didn't care about everyone's eyes in a hurry, holding her wrist.

And Pan Jin on the side was no better, and her crystal eyes seemed to come out with it.

The long sword in Yun Shuyang's hand was erected, and with a slight wave of his left hand, the sword body vibrated like a pen, it was actually a false move in front of Soul Jun, and when the sword move changed, a blood red was drawn from his face.

Seeing this scene, doubts flashed on the faces of the people present, and they didn't understand why they let Soul Jun go like this, seeing that this bucktooth general couldn't bear this breath, it was simply to destroy their morale, he shook his arms, picked up his spear, and rushed over mercilessly to kill a soldier. The spear turned to stab at Yun Shuyang, and with a wave of the spear in his right hand, he flew out domineeringly, and his bucktooth body spun on the spot, and the person rotated at high speed like a spinning top, and in an instant, the spear and sword met, sparks rained down, and the continuous attacks continued to hit, and there were bursts of piercing sounds in the full sky.

Yun Xiong stretched out his hand, and the city gate opened in an instant, pouring out countless troops, with the help of Song Weiwei and others, between heaven and earth, he slashed down angrily.

From the appearance of Ma Baohua, Pan Jin had no intention of fighting, but her eyes were always watching, afraid that she would be injured, and although Soul Jun was fighting, the sword light was flickering and scattering, flickering east and west, and she was not in the state at all.

Without the backbone, this battle is doomed to a fiasco.